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A Secret Lullaby (Poem)

The strings of the guitar are strummed ever so gently,
enticing the ears to listen so closely.
A gentle loving lullaby escapes from the strings,
A love ballad whispers from the lullaby.
Making one’s eyes water,
and the heart quiver from the secret words the guitar speaks.
The song goes on,
as if there is no end.
In all honesty,
there is no end.
The song that the guitar sings,
shall live forever in our hearts.

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